Blessed but not cured...

Sticking with my year long theme of Keeping It Real, I'm gonna be totally honest and tell ya'll I had an entire lengthy post about Mother's Day written and ready to go. Had it not been for some ridiculously annoying formatting issues, it would have been posted Monday.

Thank goodness for formatting issues.

Because the more I thought about it, the less I wanted to dwell.

Mother's Day is still not easy for me. Partly because the pain of the recent Mother's Day is still raw and partly because there are still so many women waiting.

Just because you have a child does not mean you are any less infertile.

I'm blessed but not cured.

And that blessing trumps the pain.

Look at that precious face.

Spittin' image of her daddy...not much of an explorer...can't be without her Lamby and Stripes...giggles so easily...loves fruit like her mommy...claps along with commercials...falls more than she walks...won't wear a bow...miracle baby girl.

My heart will always miss the babies we didn't get to meet in this life. It will always hurt for those still waiting. It will always remember the hopelessness of those years.

But today, I get to see Aubrey Kate's sweet face and have my husband's arms wrapped around me. Blessed.

And babe, if I get to heaven first, I am so naming our kids. Boys too. Not a darn thing you can do to stop me. Hugs!